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I	A
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PREADMONISHETH THE ABBOT DEODAET	B
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The Lord we look to once for all	C
Is the Lord we should look at all at once	D
He knows not to vary saith Saint Paul	C
Nor the shadow of turning for the nonce	E
See him no other than as he is	F
Give both the infinitudes their due	B
Infinite mercy but I wis	G
As infinite a justice too	B
Organ plagal cadence	D
As infinite a justice too	B
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II	A
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ONE SINGETH	H
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John Master of the Temple of God	B
Falling to sin the Unknown Sin	I
What he bought of Emperor Aldabrod	B
He sold it to Sultan Saladin	I
Till caught by Pope Clement a buzzing there	J
Hornet prince of the mad wasps' hive	K
And clipt of his wings in Paris square	J
They bring him now to be burned alive	K
And wanteth there grace of lute or	L
clavicithern ye shall say to confirm	M
him who singeth	H
We bring John now to be burned alive	K
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III	A
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In the midst is a goodly gallows built	B
'Twixt fork and fork a stake is stuck	N
But first they set divers tumbrils a tilt	B
Make a trench all round with the city muck	N
Inside they pile log upon log good store	L
Faggots no few blocks great and small	C
Reach a man's mid thigh no less no more	L
For they mean he should roast in the sight of all	C
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CHORUS	O
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We mean he should roast in the sight of all	C
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IV	K
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Good sappy bavins that kindle forthwith	H
Billets that blaze substantial and slow	P
Pine stump split deftly dry as pith	H
Larch heart that chars to a chalk white glow	P
Then up they hoist me John in a chafe	K
Sling him fast like a hog to scorch	Q
Spit in his face then leap back safe	K
Sing Laudes'' and bid clap to the torch	Q
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CHORUS	O
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Laus Deo who bids clap to the torch	Q
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V	K
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John of the Temple whose fame so bragged	B
Is burning alive in Paris square	J
How can he curse if his mouth is gagged	B
Or wriggle his neck with a collar there	J
Or heave his chest which a band goes round	B
Or threat with his fist since his arms are spliced	B
Or kick with his feet now his legs are bound	B
Thinks John I will call upon Jesus Christ	B
Here one crosseth himself	K
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VI	K
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Jesus Christ John had bought and sold	B
Jesus Christ John had eaten and drunk	R
To him the Flesh meant silver and gold	B
Salv reverenti	B
Now it was Saviour bountiful lamb	S
I have roasted thee Turks though men roast me	K
See thy servant the plight wherein I am	S
Art thou a saviour Save thou me ''	-
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CHORUS	O
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'Tis John the mocker cries Save thou me ''	-
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VII	K
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Who maketh God's menace an idle word	B
Saith it no more means what it proclaims	T
Than a damsel's threat to her wanton bird	B
For she too prattles of ugly names	T
Saith he knoweth but one thing what he knows	U
That God is good and the rest is breath	H
Why else is the same styled Sharon's rose	U
Once a rose ever a rose he saith	H
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CHORUS	O
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O John shall yet find a rose he saith	H
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VIII	K
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Alack there be roses and roses John	V
Some honied of taste like your leman's tongue	W
Some bitter for why roast gaily on	V
Their tree struck root in devil's dung	W
When Paul once reasoned of righteousness	O
And of temperance and of judgment to come	X
Good Felix trembled he could no less	Y
John snickering crook'd his wicked thumb	X
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CHORUS	O
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What cometh to John of the wicked thumb	X
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IX	O
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Ha ha John plucketh now at his rose	O
To rid himself of a sorrow at heart	B
Lo petal on petal fierce rays unclose	O
Anther on anther sharp spikes outstart	B
And with blood for dew the bosom boils	O
And a gust of sulphur is all its smell	Z
And lo he is horribly in the toils	O
Of a coal black giant flower of hell	Z
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CHORUS	O
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What maketh heaven That maketh hell	Z
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X	O
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So as John called now through the fire amain	V
On the Name he had cursed with all his life	K
To the Person he bought and sold again	V
For the Face with his daily buffets rife	K
Feature by feature It took its place	O
And his voice like a mad dog's choking bark	A2
At the steady whole of the Judge's face	O
Died Forth John's soul flared into the dark	A2
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SUBJOINETH THE ABBOT DEODAET	B
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God help all poor souls lost in the dark	A2
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Fagots	O
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A MIDDLE AGE INTERLUDE	B
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ROSA MUNDI SEU FULCITE ME FLORIBUS	O
A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT	B
CANON REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS BY THE BAR	B2
YPRES CITY CANTUQUE Virgilius	O
AND HATH OFTEN BEEN SUNG	W
AT HOCK TIDE AND FESTIVALES GAVISUS	O
ERAM Jessides	O
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It would seem to be a glimpse from the	H
burning of Jacques du Bourg Mulay at Paris	O
A D as distorted by the refraction from	X
Flemish brain to brain during the course of	K
a couple of centuries	O
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Molay was Grand Master of the Templars	O
when that order was suppressed in	V

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